"Sheesh, some cats can sure be mean. I hate them all," Admetus mumbled to himself. It wasn't his fault he was shy. And so what if he was an easy target. Doesn't mean the others should pick on me.

He quickly scanned the junkyard for somewhere dry, quiet, and far away from Tumblebrutus. Admetus spotted a pipe not too far away, so he decided to sit in there until Mistoffelees' and Electra's laughter had died down.

Admetus curled up into a ball and wondered why kittens were so cruel. He wasn't that much of a dork. That's what he always told himself anyway. Demeter told him he wasn't a dork at all, but he knew that wasn't true. He didn't know where Demeter was and didn't feel like trying to find her at the moment. So he just lay there by himself, trying to be a tom and not cry. He heard a Pollicle barking nearby. This made him curl up even tighter.

After awhile, Admetus thought he heard crying from deep inside the pipe. Cocking his head, he decided to investigate, glad he wasn't the only miserable one today. What he found surprised him though; two kittens curled into each other sobbing. They were even younger than Electra. It didn't like they were too much older than Jemima, the youngest kitten in the tribe.

Admetus backed out of the pipe. He hadn't ever seen such a dirty kitten as those two.

"Jenny! Jelly! Munkustrap! Anybody that's older than me! Come quick! Hurry, hurry!" Admetus shouted, running in a large circle.

"What is it Admetus?" Demeter asked, appearing over the top of a junkpile. She had been the first one to hear his cries.

"Aww Dem. It's awful. Real awful."

"What's awful Admetus? You have to tell me so I can help."

"These two kittens Dem, younger than Electra, I think. Anyway, they're in the pipe. All dirty and smelly and crying," Admetus finished. But Demeter had been gone once he said pipe. "Hey, wait up!" he yelled after her.

By the time Admetus reached the pipe, Demeter had already coaxed the female onto her lap. The boy was a bit more hesitant, but as soon as Admetus entered, he promptly jumped into Demeter's lap, as if he were afraid of the older tom.

"Hey Admetus. This is Etcetera and Pouncival. Guys, this is my friend, Admetus," Demeter made the introductions. "They are going to come home with me. Munkustrap and I will raise them," she explained to Admetus. He nodded and followed Demeter out of the pipe. Both kits were clinging on to Demeter like she would be lost forever if they let go.

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A/N: Well, I apologize for such a short chapter again. These were written way back in June, and I had issues developing chapter's back then. Yeah, well, keep reviewing!

Jemima-luvah: A literary genius, eh (B, C, D, E... ok, sorry. Just remembering something Krissy told me)? I knew there was a reason I hang out with you! :P Just kidding.

Mystitat: Yeah, I know. Sorry about that. They will get longer though, I promise. And was that last part directly aimed at me, or were you just letting me know? Cause it kind of sounds like you're saying I don't have good ideas.